Looking Back to Christmas

It is cold outside, but hot in my house as I sit here typing. The wood stove is going, and as usual, it just about heats us out. I’m considering opening a window (even though it is 30 degrees outside). The baby is taking his midday nap. I feel pent up in here. I love being home but I just want to get out and accomplish something today…I guess writing a post will be a small accomplishment of sorts, so here I am.
Our Christmas was really good this year. Every year is a little different. This year it seemed that there were multiple family events to attend. Which was really fun for the baby, and good for us to see everyone! Something that my side of the family (not my husbands) is dealing with is the fact that my oldest sister and her family are leaving the country at the end of the month to be missionaries. I can only speak for myself and my feelings, but it has been bittersweet for me. I know that they are following God’s call on their lives and what they are doing is right and amazing and so much more. And I’m so happy, for them and the people they are going to minister to. But my own selfishness sometimes gets the better of me and I know I am going to miss them all terribly. So, I’m struggling with that and it comes and goes.
But other than their leaving at the back of my mind, Christmas was special. Getting to spend time with loved ones. Not feeling too rushed to get anywhere. Remembering the true meaning of Christmas and trying to pass that along to my little boy. I call him the “baby” but he’s really a toddler. I had a lot of sweet, short conversations with him about Christmas and why we celebrate. I also tried to teach him thankfulness this season. It warmed my heart that he would say or sign thank you (when prompted) to his gift givers. Even at this young age, he is able to learn that important lesson.
So anyhow, I’m kind of rambling. But I hope that all of the people reading this had a special Christmas season as well. Until next time!

Christmas thoughts at 2:30am

It’s 2:30am Christmas day. I woke up about an hour ago to the whiny cry of my 19 month old. Not whiny in a bad way, but a sleepy whiny that let me know that he was probably wet. I got up and went to check on him. He was a poopy mess. I think he has a touch of the “bug” that’s been going around. But he’s now back in bed sleeping. Clean and filled up with a refreshing drink of gatorade, to stay hydrated. I did some laundry and disinfected some things and now I’m taking probably the one chance I have today to blog a little bit.
Christmas has been so fun this year with a toddler. He has learned how to open presents. He has been so sweet when I remind him to say “thank you” to the giver. I think this is so important. Many people may think he’s too young to get on about this but I know that he’s not. Especially after seeing him do the sign for “thankyou” – it looks almost like he’s blowing them a kiss. Sometimes though, he says it pretty clearly too. It warms my heart. I am trying to instill gratitude and thankfulness in him. There are so many unkind and ungrateful people in this world, that it matters to teach him right.
Merry Christmas everyone! And remember to be thankful for the gifts you receive. I am thankful. But most of all, I’m thankful for Jesus Christ, as He is the first Christmas gift ever given. He came as a baby, lived a perfect life, and died on a cross to pay the debt for our sins. Thank you Jesus, I love you!

Here’s a song my family used to sing when I was growing up:

He’s the reason for the season, for the trimmings and the tree
May this Christmas time remind you that he came to give it all
He’s the reason for the season, He’s the purpose of it all
May this Christmas time remind you that He came…to set men free!